Sweet Ladey Of Waihole taby ukulele według Bruddah Waltah

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Early in the morning, she would gather all her island fruits
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And pack them as she starts another day
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Carefully she makes her way, beside the mountain stream
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As she sings and island chant of long ago

Chorus
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Sweet lady of Waihole, sitting by the Highway
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Selling her papaya, and her green and ripe banana


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Walking down her damp and rocky road her humble wagon stops
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She watched the sun peek through the valley sky
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Smiles and wipes the sweat up from her brow
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Continues on, and starts her journey through
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The highway rising sun

Chorus
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Sweet lady of Waihole, sitting by the Highway
              Gm    C7                     F       C7
Selling her papaya, and her green and ripe banana

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Later in the evening, she would gather all her island fruits
                     F7           Bb
And pack them as she ends another day
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Carefully she makes her way beside the mountain stream
       Gm               C7            F   C7
As she sings and island chant of long ago

Chorus
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Sweet lady of Waihole, sitting by the Highway
              Gm    C7                     F       C7
Selling her papaya, and her green and ripe banana